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[Episode 27]

Take his photo.

Master.

Big guy,

how could you throw an old man like me?

That's called bullying.

How about this?

Let my disciple fight you.

Old thing, you're really something.

My disciple, deal with him for me.

I need a fix of alcohol right now.

Don't you think about throwing my master.

Get lost! You're not qualified to fight me.

No room for discussion.

What did I tell you?

Just fight him.

They're fighting.

They're fighting.

Who's fighting?

The Mighty Wrestler Ba Tu and Chen Zhen.

Ba Tu is strong physically.

Chen Zhen is going to burn his finger.

Well, that's good.

Let him learn.

Okay, you may take a rest now.

Jing Sun, let's have some tea.

-Nice! -Well done!

-Amazing! -Nice!

-Nice! -Good job!

-Nice! -Nice!

What a strongly built drum.

Who made it?

Hurry up and make a bigger one for me tomorrow.

It is surely...

more comfortable than the emperor's bed.

Master, I'm sorry.

I...

You didn't lose.

Wrestling is about throwing someone on the ground.

But he threw you onto the drum.

He didn't win.

Then, I shall continue the fight.

Enough, my boy.

You should look after my wine jar.

Here you go.

Don't steal my wine.

Master, be careful.

Old thing, if you fell to your death,

can you even pay for your coffin?

Try to throw me on the ground first.

Stop watching. Take photos.

Take all photos of them fighting, no matter who it is,

to be published tomorrow.

Hurry up.

-Master! -Master!

-Master. -Master.

-Master. -Master.

-Master. -Master.

Tough wrestler,

you're too heavy.

My wrist hurt from hitting you.

-You... -You!

Stop it.

This is a fighting ring.

Are you sure you want a gang fight?

Carry your master to see a doctor.

I will avenge him.

Go ahead.

-Master. -Master.

Ba Tu was thrown off the ring. He even spat up blood.

Chen Zhen defeated Ba Tu?

No, it was his master.

That old beggar threw Ba Tu off the ring.

Yuan Jia, no matter who it is,

you've put up the notice to not fight.

It's not your business who died.

You two should stop watching secretly too.

Tell all the students...

that the ring out there doesn't concern Elite Martial Arts.

No.

I caused this.

Fighting in the ring is a life-and-death matter.

I can't sit on my hands.

Huo Yuan Jia is out.

Master Huo came out.

Here comes the man.

Ye,

why don't we stop?

Let Chen Zhen and Huo Yuan Jia fight.

Okay?

No.

We're in the ring. The fight must go on.

I remember you.

You're Ye Shuang Xing, the mighty Nanquan master...

renowned for your formidable Tiger and Crane Fist.

It was reported...

that you were defeated by Huo Yuan Jia.

My disciple and I are here to avenge you.

Why are you trying to make things hard for me instead?

You made wild remarks,

and hurt Ba Tu.

So what if I hit you?

Are you sure you want to fight?

But you're too young.

How about this?

We'll fight in 50 moves.

If you could figure out...

which sect I was from or what moves I was using,

consider you win.

But if you fail,

then you lose.

Take this.

This is the Tiger and Crane Fist.

-Amazing! -Nice!

I don't know much,

but his moves are strange.

When I fought him the other day,

I could tell...

that his punches were the combination of various techniques.

It's hard to tell which martial arts sect he was from.

That's 50 moves.

Awesome.

Yeah.

Master Ye,

can you tell?

Continue!

I knew you couldn't tell.

You lost.

You asked for the embarrassment.

Get out of the ring.

My disciple, the wine jar.

I need some fix.

Get it here.

Master, watch out!

Thank you, Master Huo.

My disciple, the wine jar.

Master.

Master Ye,

you wouldn't admit defeat as I told you to.

Now you've burned your fingers.

Listen, I didn't go all out on you just now.

Otherwise, three of your ribs would've broken.

Elder,

I've put up a notice saying I refuse to fight.

Why do you two keep pushing me?

Please remove the stage and leave as soon as possible.

I'm not leaving.

Unless you fight.

There's no need for Huo Yuan Jia.

I, Lei Ting Yun, will take you on.

Lei Ting Yun of Bagua School.

You're the famous Lord of the Magnificent Beard.

But your beard...

is far better than your Baguazhang.

You...

Very well.

I'll let you get a taste of Baguazhang today.

Hold on.

You're older than Ye Shuang Xing.

I'll only show you 30 moves.

Within the 30 moves,

if you could tell which sect I was from,

or what moves I used,

you win.

If you can't, then get off the ring.

And let Huo Yuan Jia fight me.

Mr. Lei, he's good with his kicks.

Go near him and attack his head.

-Nice! -Nice!

Stop fighting!

I was too ignorant.

Please forgive me, Mr. Sun.

Who is it?

Who's the Mr. Sun?

Aren't you Master Sun Wu Ji of Eagle Claw Sect?

-Master, who's Sun Wu Ji? -Shut up.

Elder,

you looked pale yesterday,

as if suffering from a long-term illness.

And after fighting for three rounds just now,

your face has turned red.

I supposed that was due to your internal injury?

My, my, Huo Yuan Jia.

Are you a quack?

Don't tell me you're going to promote your energy pill later.

Master, looks like he's right.

-Didn't you have a relapse two years ago? -Shut up.

Didn't you hear that?

This was all your fault.

For insisting on a ring fight.

Fine.

Let's go.

It ended?

Master.

Sun Wu Ji.

Isn't he the best fighter in Eagle Claw Sect?

The Old Weird Sun who gave up being the head of sect for a carefree life?

That's him.

I've heard of him.

He's into studying the martial arts of different sects...

and turned them into his moves.

Huo Yuan Jia, you're not only good at fighting,

but knowledgable as well.

That old guy said Master Lei could win...

if he could figure out...

his sect and moves within 30 moves.

Yet, you figured it out within 20 moves...

standing outside the ring.

And they ran away in fear.

How talented.

I'm flattered, Mr. Rong.

I dare not take the credit.

If it weren't for Mr. Lei's...

great attainment in Baguazhang...

that had forced him to use his specialty, the Eagle Claw Method,

I wouldn't be able to figure that out.

Master, slow down.

It's fine, they didn't follow us.

Master, are you all right?

Are you hurt?

Come, sit here.

Master, are you all right?

I'm not hurt.

It's my illness.

This is what happens when I get exhausted.

But I'm fine.

I'll be okay...

-if I drink some wine. -Okay.

How are you doing, Master?

See, I'm fine.

Alive and kicking.

Master,

so you're Sun Wu Ji?

Ridiculous.

That's a bad name.

It wouldn't be mine.

Then why did you drag me away...

once Huo Yuan Jia mentioned the name?

I got tired.

So, I grabbed the chance to run away...

in case they noticed that.

Silly boy.

-How could you believe that? -No, I didn't.

You believed that?

-Ma... Master. -Tell me.

-Master. -Stay there.

Come back here.

Now, dry yourself.

Here.

Okay, the bottom is dry. Let's wipe the top.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Done.

It's dry now.

Father.

Handstand.

Okay.

One, two, three.

Stand up.

Okay.

Enough.

Father, tummy massage.

Lie down.

Father, who's Old Weird Sun?

How did you know that?

I heard Xu Da You and others talking about him.

When I grow up,

I'll finish off Old Weird Sun with my punch.

Speak carefully.

His name is Sun Wu Ji.

He is a senior to me.

You have to respect him.

Is he a good fighter?

Yes, of course he is.

Between you and him, who's better?

Who knows, we didn't fight.

Your grandma won't let me compete with others.

Your mother didn't say anything,

but I can tell that she doesn't like it too.

Frankly speaking,

I was tingling today.

Mind you, rumours had it...

that Sun Wu Ji is the best martial artist in the world.

If I could fight him,

that would be great.

Too bad.

Come on, do some stretching.

My father is the best martial artist in the world.

Sun Wu Ji is not a match for you.

Watch what you say.

Ouch.

Hold it.

[Show your strength]

Why are you up already?

You usually start training at 5 a.m.,

but you got up before 3 a.m. today.

I'm worried.

I can't sleep.

You have to sleep longer.

The child needs it.

You would've gotten into the ring...

with Sun Wu Ji had it not for mother, am I right?

What is it?

You let the chance to be the best slip by...

so you couldn't sleep?

Admit it.

Since you became famous in Shanghai after defeating Lei Ting Yun...

and the others in a row,

you even laughed in your dreams.

Did I?

Why didn't you let me know?

You said Xu Da You is obsessed with martial arts.

But I think you're the obsessed one.

The person who knows me the best...

is none other than you.

I wrote a notice to refuse fighting.

The establishment of Elite Martial Arts in Shanghai...

does not aim to make money...

or to be the best.

Our only goal...

is to improve the physique of our people.

After I wrote that,

and asked myself if it's true,

I felt somehow guilty.

I was weak as a kid.

So, I started training behind my father and brother's back at seven.

In the beginning, I trained for fun.

But three months later,

I had my first friendly fight,

and managed to throw the opponent on the ground three times.

Everyone was cheering for me.

I can still call up the scenes back then.

Then, friendly fighting became my routine.

I started with people of my age,

and proceeded to those who were three years older.

At the age of 13,

I challenged adults to ring fights,

and never lost.

I became well-known in Jinghai.

Then, I created Deceptive Fist,

opened a school and received students.

I even gained nine victories in a row in a ring fight...

for the title of Hero of Tianjin.

In Gengzi year,

my father and brother died because of me.

I started to feel regret.

I shouldn't have practised martial arts and made trouble.

If not for wanting to avenge them,

I would've crippled my skills.

As for what happened next,

you knew it all.

Therefore, my martial arts...

are both a blessing and a curse.

I don't think practising martial arts is bad.

But getting into fights to find out who's better is.

I hear Sun Wu Ji is from Eagle Claw Sect.

Did you know...

the reason he and his disciple messed up with you?

He was here to avenge Ying Si.

The imperial court has not a clue regarding Ying Si's death,

but rumours had spread that I killed him.

The great Chinese culture...

prioritizes harmony.

But martial arts have also been part of our culture.

Literature and martial arts are equal.

The path of the scholars,

Confucius called it the Six Arts.

Literature and martial arts are the same.

Martial arts bring honour to martial artists.

They'd die or get hurt for it.

Martial arts bring sense of security to martial artists.

That's why they always keep their words.

But then, martial arts became divided.

There are martial arts of the military,

and the martial arts of the folks.

The martial arts of the folks formed the martial world.

After Tang and Song Dynasties, sword and fist are equally respectable.

Nowadays, as well as during Ming Dynasty,

a lot of sects were established.

There were advantages as well as disadvantages.

As the different sects are too competitive,

all trying to promote themselves and suppress others.

One by one,

it leads to more and more resentments and tragedies.

My wife,

you've thoroughly understood the history of martial arts...

and the dispute between different sects?

One takes the behaviour of her company.

I married a martial arts lover.

Of course I have to know this.

With a few simple words,

you've sorted out the millennium-long history of martial arts...

and its disadvantages.

That's admirable.

Yuan Jia,

why did you start practising martial arts?

I was weak back then, I just wanted to be strong,

so that other kids wouldn't bully me.

The reason you started is your true intention.

As written in your notice today,

your only goal,

"To improve the physique of our people".

This is very well said. Very well.

Trying to find out who's the better fighter through a ring fight...

is too shallow.

Don't be offended.

It's true...

that in the past,

people learned martial arts to become either a general...

or a dominating hero in the martial world.

However,

time has changed.

After the Opium Wars and Sino-Japanese War,

our nation has long lost its greatness.

Yet, in the martial world,

people are still fighting each other fiercely to be the best.

How ridiculous.

If one can be happy because he's better than others,

then I think...

the Westerners can be the happiest having their guns and cannons.

Only Ying Si and the likes would want...

the wars among different sects.

I believe you would be disgusted by that.

I see your point.

Your words...

made me ashamed of myself.

Before we came to Shanghai,

Jin Sun and I had a long talk overnight.

But we never got so deep...

to realize what you have just said.

The three skilled masters...

as well as Sun Wu Ji and his disciple...

must have come to challenge me because of the banner of Elite Martial Arts.

They think that I established a new martial arts sect...

to challenge the long-time masters.

That was why they set up a fighting ring in front of my house.

Do you really think my words make sense?

I do.

You have enlightened me.

But regarding Elite Martial Arts affair,

I need to discuss with Jin Sun.

[Haishang Newspaper]

All of you must do it.

Listen,

each of you write one more article.

And remember,

it needs to be worth reading! Sensational!

Without the articles,

don't think about going home or sleeping.

Sir.

What, now?

It's almost dawn.

It'll be too late to publish.

What about using other news?

Why must we stick to reporting Huo Yuan Jia?

We can use other headlines.

No way.

Look,

our office was able to get back on track...

because of stories about Huo Yuan Jia.

The stage in front of Elite Martial Arts...

We spent a lot of money on that.

We'd suffer losses if we skip it.

Call the printing house.

Tell them it has to be postponed by one hour.

We'll deliver the article one hour later.

Why are you looking at me?

Write your articles!

[Chief Editor's Room]

Guys,

where's your article?

I knew I can't count on you.

Listen to this headline.

"The best fighter, Old Weird Sun, made an unexpected appearance in Shanghai."

"The cowardly Huo Yuan Jia closed down Elite Martial Arts right away."

What do you think?

-Great. -It's good.

-Well done. -Nice.

Yes, it's nice,

but...

Whose name are we going to use?

Well...

Elite Martial Arts is a martial arts school.

If they want to have revenge,

even Huo Yuan Jia's disciples...

can knock off your teeth easily,

not to mention Huo Yuan Jia himself.

Don't worry.

This article...

must not use my name, of course.

But I don't fear them.

I'm just giving you guys...

an opportunity to be famous in Shanghai.

So, who wants do to it?

Any volunteer?

You?

Isn't He Ma Li fired?

-Yes. -That's right.

-Yes. -Yes.

Use her pseudonym for the article.

Written by the journalist, He Ma.

Newspaper for sale!

The cowardly Huo Yuan Jia closed down Elite Martial Arts right away!

-Newspaper for sale! -Kid.

Stop shouting that.

Give me one.

Sir, are you buying a newspaper?

Haishang Newspaper's price is doubled.

There's breaking news.

You're taking advantage of others at such a young age?

Is this enough?

Sell your newspaper.

But if you say anything about cowardly Huo Yuan Jia again, I'll beat you up.

Newspaper for sale.

Newspaper for sale.

Newspaper for sale. Breaking news!

[Cowardly Huo Yuan Jia closed down Elite Martial Arts right away]

[Written by He Ma]

Newspaper for sale!

"Written by He Ma"?

He Ma.

Yuan Jia, this...

How could you laugh when they call you a coward?

Journalist He is quite a good writer.

So what? This is spreading rumours.

And this is a journalist.

It's unacceptable.

Haishang Newspaper keeps targetting Elite Martial Arts.

We can't let them off this time.

I'm going to drown this Journalist He in Huangpu River in three days.

Jin Sun,

you're a person with ambition.

Don't risk getting sued just for the sake of a clown who plays with words.

But I can't just let it go.

I asked you to come to Shanghai.

In our overnight chat,

we wanted a nation of strong people awakened by the spirit of martial arts.

Unfortunately, we encountered Haishang Newspaper.

That Cao guy is already detestable,

for spreading rumours again and again.

And now there's this Journalist He and the news,

saying that we have closed down.

Are they trying to ruin us?

Calm down.

Baseless rumours will collapse on itself.

Aren't you the optimistic one.

The first line is quite right.

Sun Wu J,i who's known as the Old Weird Sun,

is indeed worthy of the title, "the best fighter".

He comes and goes as he likes.

But now, he shows up in Shanghai. This is a rare chance.

Jin Sun,

I think that I can be his friend.

If we can invite him to Elite Martial Arts...

and give our students some guidance,

this might be a new beginning of the martial world.

Yuan Jia, you look confident.

But this is unlikely to happen.

He's from Eagle Claw Sect.

You and Eagle Claw Sect...

I had a talk with my wife this morning.

After that, I saw a new martial world in my mind.

When there's no more prejudice among different sects,

and the fights between sects finally end,

there will be a new beginning.

Master.

You've read the newspaper?

Zhen Sheng, you're finally back.

You didn't return so I was worried something happened.

What would happen to me?

They're living too far away.

Jin Sun, you...

Yes.

I told Zhen Sheng to tail Old Weird Sun.

Jin Sun, that's inappropriate.

Master, don't blame Mr. Nong.

We have to watch out for Eagle Claw Sect.

I'm thirsty because of the journey.

Zhen Sheng,

where does he live? How many people does he have?

In Zhujia Alley.

That far?

Exactly.

They left on a ship after they got off the ring yesterday.

So, I bought a ticket too.

They were at the front while I was at the back.

At Songjiang Harbour,

they got off the ship and rented a boat.

So, I rented another boat,

and followed them to Zhujia Alley.

Old Weird Sun lives at an abandoned wine cellar.

I didn't see anyone else.

It was a remote wine cellar.

They were the only ones there.

We can make our move on a pitch dark night.

No one would notice.

Zhen Sheng, what are you talking about?

Master, Old Weird Sun must be here to take revenge for Ying Si.

We should do something before his men come.

It'll be too late when the disciples of Eagle Claw Sects are here.

Shut up.

Sun Wu Ji is a famous martial artist.

What? You want him dead?

He was already at our doorstep.

That means...

Someone must've learned about what happened to Ying Si.

If they report it,

we're doomed.

[Martial arts]

The martial world has its own rules.

I believe Sun Wu Ji won't take this to the court.

Zhen Sheng, be my guide tomorrow.

I'm going to visit him.

You want to visit him?

You'd alert him.

I believe we can bury the hatchet.

I plan to invite him to teach here at Elite Martial Arts.

You need to work hard by then.

Master.

Mr. Nong, this...

Enough.

You must be exhausted from the journey.

We'll take the ship at first light tomorrow.

I'm not tired.

What should we do about He Ma?

What do you mean?

Are we going to let this go,

and let the rumours continue to spread?

Zhen Sheng,

it seems like the 1000 copies of virtue aren't enough as a reminder.

Forget the sleep.

Write another 2000 copies in the study room now.

You called my master a coward,

and spread fake news about Elite Martial Arts closing down.

He Ma,

just you wait.

I will make you a dead He Ma.

Brother Zhen Sheng,

I heard you're punished again.

Pity you.

I know you hate writing the most.

So, I asked Xiao Lian to make you noodles.

There's also shredded meat for you.

Eat it. Regain your strength and write faster.

Da You.

You're really nice to me.

Was I nice to you?

You are.

Will you help me if I'm in trouble?

I will.

Write the remaining 1500 copies for me.

Brother Zhen Sheng, I hate writing even more than you do.

You can have the noodles with meat.

-No, if Master learns this... -Da You.

You won't sell me out, will you?

No, of course.

Exactly.

Brother Zhen Sheng,

I can help you with other things.

But this...

Da You,

I have an important thing to attend to.

Otherwise, I'm unworthy of being a Huo's disciple.

What is it? Do you need my help?

If you really want to help,

copy the rest for me.

Brother Zhen Sheng.

Cao Da Ren.

How could you spread the fake news under my name?

You've gone too far!

What are you talking about?

I don't get it.

This article.

I was there on that day.

Huo Yuan Jia had announced...

and explained why he refused to accept the challenge.

He wasn't a coward!

He could even figured out...

that was Sun Wu Ji by just watching the fight.

This proves that he has outstanding fighting skills and knowledge.

How could you call him that?

You even used my name, He Ma.

I knew it was you from the writing style.

He Ma Li,

didn't you write this article?

I even said the article...

was very well written this morning.

Did you forget that?

That's nonsense.

You fired me two days ago.

Did anyone other than our employees...

know that you're fired?

The newspaper has been printed.

And the sales hit record again.

You are known...

all over Shanghai now.

It's too late to change anything.

I'm going to expose your doing with a newspaper statement!

No problem.

Publish it in Haishang Newspaper.

I'll only charge you half the cost.

You... Shameless!